A few minutes back, I was looking at the photos kim and I took, before and after the haircuts, the first day we hung out, all the silly poses, funny faces, shopping- I didn’t expect it but it just brought a smile to my face. Good memories, bad ones that turned good. I was so inspired to write you a testi bestie, but I accidentally logged out of my friendster, and I’m too lazy to log back in.

Mel mel mel- thanks for help in management, for all the morning calls, for the support, for remembering every detail, all those little things count. It’ll be okay if you can’t come tomorrow, save me the embarrassment of you hearing my lousy china. Haha. Since you’re mel you’re excused. Muacks & bites.

Zhou- I thought you were going to be an ars hole again, by being indecisive, playing me out, but apparently you didn’t. I guess it came at a good time, cos I was wondering what kind of random friendship we had, where we confide each other when we meet and forget about each other when we part. Thank God today you proved me wrong. I guess it ain’t that easy anymore, last year you were just next door, common friends, common job, common study place. Well things ain’t the same anymore, you disappeared for awhile, came up when I was contemplating my break-up with jon, gave me good advice, disappeared again, came up again a month later and we’re all going to Holland again. Maybe nowm different crowds, maybe different places, no more ka jiaoing albert at pet lover’s centre, but I’m glad never too far away. Thanks bud. At least tonight you agreed to come tomorrow, even if you doubt you’ll make it, I’m glad you bothered to think about it. Good enough for me.

I’ve been thinking, most of you are random. And it’s my fault, cos these eyes always drift to higher ground. But I’m not going to make the same mistake again. Never ever going to lose it all.

“today I sat at my newly found favourite spot, legs up at the ledge. My eyes constantly following the fast, flashy cars that drive by. I searched impatiently for that familiar green beetle and the taxis you always come in. Hoping to catch the 2 special people always the back of my mind. Always so near yet so far. Sometimes I see you both online, and I hesitate to strike a conversation in fear of F) what you’ll say, will you unknowingly hurt me once again & M) will I be giving myself a way or will I feel foolish. My mind’s a mess, what’s going through yours?”